What has your "friend" been up to?
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Buster73 said:
Plinth said:
Many years ago my friend had an Escort XR3i which he really liked, but the front seats were very scruffy.
He purchased two pristine Sierra LX seats from a scrapyard and spent a pleasant afternoon swapping the brackets over and fitting them.
He was very happy because they were supremely comfortable and matched the interior.
He then tried to tilt them forwards to access the rear seats…. and then realised that a Sierra LX is a 4-door car and the seats don’t work like that….
Fortunately, he didn’t have any friends who would need to get in the back.
Did your friend try and return the seats to the said scrapyard ?He purchased two pristine Sierra LX seats from a scrapyard and spent a pleasant afternoon swapping the brackets over and fitting them.
He was very happy because they were supremely comfortable and matched the interior.
He then tried to tilt them forwards to access the rear seats…. and then realised that a Sierra LX is a 4-door car and the seats don’t work like that….
Fortunately, he didn’t have any friends who would need to get in the back.
He did put the scruffy originals back in when he sold the XR3i - and put the Sierra seats into his Sierra (which he had at the same time, which makes him an even bigger muppet for not noticing how many doors Sierras have.....)
Breadvan72 said:
My friend bid for a classic Skoda Rapide on eBay earlier this year and still slightly regrets dropping out when the bids went a bit silly, but he spaffed the money on a Lancia instead.
My friends' first car was a Skoda Rapide Cabriolet (originally the UK press car). It was laughably woeful. Except for that time when he blew the head gasket in spectacular fashion in the Clyde Tunnel. No one was laughing then.Your friend should consider it a narrow escape.
My friend spent about a quarter of an hour today trying in vain to start his car with the key of his wife's car.
Quite how he got two pairs of car keys in his pocket and managed to swap them between unlocking the car and trying to start the thing is a mystery of the universe that will remain forever unsolved.
Quite how he got two pairs of car keys in his pocket and managed to swap them between unlocking the car and trying to start the thing is a mystery of the universe that will remain forever unsolved.
lucido grigio said:
havoc said:
edantalert:They DID do a 3dr Sierra.
Curiously enough, it's the one most people remember...largely because in most memories it had a bloody great whale-tail and some sponsorship all down the side...
At the time the Recaro seats from a Cosworth 2-door or Sapphire were very expensive on the used market and XR4i interiors were seriously scarce - unlike the £25 pair of LX seats from a breakers yard.
I think we can conclude that my friend was being a little absent-minded, especially as he had owned 4 Sierras and 5 XR3i's....
Breadvan72 said:
My friend sold it to his mechanic who fixed it and now has it as his own car, but my friend might buy it back off him one day.
Always handy for the busy friend who has, er, friends.
Spooky timing - the Petrolicious page on Fb has just linked to its August article on the Murena.Always handy for the busy friend who has, er, friends.
Minemapper said:
My friends' first car was a Skoda Rapide Cabriolet (originally the UK press car). It was laughably woeful. Except for that time when he blew the head gasket in spectacular fashion in the Clyde Tunnel. No one was laughing then.
Your friend should consider it a narrow escape.
My friend has a rose-tinted fondness for his despite it causing the AA to write a polite letter suggesting he might like to buy something less sYour friend should consider it a narrow escape.
t.What do you call a Skoda with a sunroof?
And a Skoda with two exhausts is a wheelbarrow!
My friend's just realised he's lied... There was another car he scrapped through incompetence. A '77 bay window camper that burst into flames one night in Chiswick. So far, so normal you might get think, but my friend had fixed a sudden loss of power a couple of weeks previously by just ramming the loose fuel line back in place.
He is sure he's less of a tit these days.
My friend's just realised he's lied... There was another car he scrapped through incompetence. A '77 bay window camper that burst into flames one night in Chiswick. So far, so normal you might get think, but my friend had fixed a sudden loss of power a couple of weeks previously by just ramming the loose fuel line back in place.
He is sure he's less of a tit these days.My "friend" managed to get lost in central London, and consequently missed their train home. Fortunately, they'd brought their bicycle on the train with them. So, after enquiring how much a later ticket cost, exclaiming "HOW MUCH!?" and marching out; they decided it would be a good idea to stick it to the rail companies and cycle the journey home - 60 miles. So, following the road signs, they immediately ended up on the A40 Westway, which, until 2000, was the A40(M).
Eventually, my "friend" saw sense and went back to the rail network.
Eventually, my "friend" saw sense and went back to the rail network.
My friend has been out on the razz tonight and has politely declined a go on an extremely sporty Indian model. I’m quite proud of my friend as he’s trying to behave himself . Anyway, he’s had a few to drink. I think my friend secretly wishes he’d had a go but it’s probably for the best that he didn’t.
M3ax said:
My friend has been out on the razz tonight and has politely declined a go on an extremely sporty Indian model. I’m quite proud of my friend as he’s trying to behave himself . Anyway, he’s had a few to drink. I think my friend secretly wishes he’d had a go but it’s probably for the best that he didn’t.
Your friend may regret that decision this morning.... 
my mate, got over his "moped" obsession when he was a much younger lad, you know they type, great fun to ride but embarrassing if your mates catch you...
well...
my friend relapsed last night.
but its ok tho, it was only over snap chat so more an online configurater than a full test drive
well...
my friend relapsed last night.
but its ok tho, it was only over snap chat so more an online configurater than a full test drive
My friend, who is Mr Suave, was at a posh do and in conversation with an acquaintance and her daughter, whom he judged from her appearance to be about 17. My friend made some of his usual off colour remarks about coke and hookers and such, only to learn that his acquaintance's daughter is in fact 13. He tried to save things by talking about Star Wars, but isn't sure if he's getting an invite to the Xmas drinks.
Breadvan72 said:
My friend, who is Mr Suave, was at a posh do and in conversation with an acquaintance and her daughter, whom he judged from her appearance to be about 17. My friend made some of his usual off colour remarks about coke and hookers and such, only to learn that his acquaintance's daughter is in fact 13. He tried to save things by talking about Star Wars, but isn't sure if he's getting an invite to the Xmas drinks.
If your friend is known for drunken tourette's style outbursts about hookers and coke you would think his acquaintance's would be aware of this fact and be sympathetic.If said acquaintance's how ever are the broom up the arse types and are unable to realise that parading a 13 year old child dressed as a semi adult in your friends company will lead to outbursts on said subject then sua culpa.
P.S. take more water with it
My friend was trying to sell his brother's campervan. He decided to take it for a jetwash ahead of some bloke coming to see it, and clouted the van on the gatepost on the way there, knocking the wheelarch trim and a reflector off. Duct tape and swearing were deployed.
The bloke bought the van anyway.
The bloke bought the van anyway.
My friend Mr Suave, mentioned above, was at another posh do and started slagging off one of his clients, listing amongst the client's many perceived defects the fact that he goes about with a woman twenty years younger than him. At this point my friend paused, reflecting that he was talking to his host, a man who has recently married a woman twenty years younger than him (who was standing next to him).
The dinner seating plan that ensued placed my friend next to a singularly humourless Russian blonde who was bhing about her pre-nup because hubby was being investigated by the SEC, whilst some wky Austrian in a bow tie hit on my friend's hot date.
The dinner seating plan that ensued placed my friend next to a singularly humourless Russian blonde who was b
hing about her pre-nup because hubby was being investigated by the SEC, whilst some wky Austrian in a bow tie hit on my friend's hot date. Breadvan72 said:
My friend Mr Suave, mentioned above, was at another posh do and started slagging off one of his clients, listing amongst the client's many perceived defects the fact that he goes about with a woman twenty years younger than him. At this point my friend paused, reflecting that he was talking to his host, a man who has recently married a woman twenty years younger than him (who was standing next to him).
The dinner seating plan that ensued placed my friend next to a singularly humourless Russian blonde who was bhing about her pre-nup because hubby was being investigated by the SEC, whilst some wky Austrian in a bow tie hit on my friend's hot date.
If you are ever otherwise engaged and your friend needs a wingman then I'm happy to oblige... these "do's" sound great fun...The dinner seating plan that ensued placed my friend next to a singularly humourless Russian blonde who was b
hing about her pre-nup because hubby was being investigated by the SEC, whilst some wky Austrian in a bow tie hit on my friend's hot date. Gassing Station | General Gassing | Top of Page | What's New | My Stuff